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‘
Does
he
gloomily
profess
to
be
(
I
am
ashamed
to
use
the
word
in
such
association
)
religious
still
?
’
I
inquired
.
‘
You
anticipate
,
sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Chillip
,
his
eyelids
getting
quite
red
with
the
unwonted
stimulus
in
which
he
was
indulging
.
‘
One
of
Mrs
.
Chillip
’
s
most
impressive
remarks
.
Mrs
.
Chillip
,
’
he
proceeded
,
in
the
calmest
and
slowest
manner
,
‘
quite
electrified
me
,
by
pointing
out
that
Mr
.
Murdstone
sets
up
an
image
of
himself
,
and
calls
it
the
Divine
Nature
.
You
might
have
knocked
me
down
on
the
flat
of
my
back
,
sir
,
with
the
feather
of
a
pen
,
I
assure
you
,
when
Mrs
.
Chillip
said
so
.
The
ladies
are
great
observers
,
sir
?
’
‘
Intuitively
,
’
said
I
,
to
his
extreme
delight
.
‘
I
am
very
happy
to
receive
such
support
in
my
opinion
,
sir
,
’
he
rejoined
.
‘
It
is
not
often
that
I
venture
to
give
a
non
-
medical
opinion
,
I
assure
you
.
Mr
.
Murdstone
delivers
public
addresses
sometimes
,
and
it
is
said
,
—
in
short
,
sir
,
it
is
said
by
Mrs
.
Chillip
,
—
that
the
darker
tyrant
he
has
lately
been
,
the
more
ferocious
is
his
doctrine
.
’
‘
I
believe
Mrs
.
Chillip
to
be
perfectly
right
,
’
said
I
.
‘
Mrs
.
Chillip
does
go
so
far
as
to
say
,
’
pursued
the
meekest
of
little
men
,
much
encouraged
,
‘
that
what
such
people
miscall
their
religion
,
is
a
vent
for
their
bad
humours
and
arrogance
.
And
do
you
know
I
must
say
,
sir
,
’
he
continued
,
mildly
laying
his
head
on
one
side
,
‘
that
I
DON
’
T
find
authority
for
Mr
.
and
Miss
Murdstone
in
the
New
Testament
?
’
‘
I
never
found
it
either
!
’
said
I
.
‘
In
the
meantime
,
sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Chillip
,
‘
they
are
much
disliked
;
and
as
they
are
very
free
in
consigning
everybody
who
dislikes
them
to
perdition
,
we
really
have
a
good
deal
of
perdition
going
on
in
our
neighbourhood
!
However
,
as
Mrs
.
Chillip
says
,
sir
,
they
undergo
a
continual
punishment
;
for
they
are
turned
inward
,
to
feed
upon
their
own
hearts
,
and
their
own
hearts
are
very
bad
feeding
.
Now
,
sir
,
about
that
brain
of
yours
,
if
you
’
ll
excuse
my
returning
to
it
.
Don
’
t
you
expose
it
to
a
good
deal
of
excitement
,
sir
?
’
